Mick is toying with the microphone, Keith strums a rough riff on his Telecaster, Bill keeps the rhythm with unflinching precision on his bass, Charlie maintains a steady, complex pulse on his drums, and Brian… Brian watches you with that melancholic intensity that has always both unsettled and attracted you in equal measure.

You’ve been with them for months, caught up in their whirlwind of creativity and personal dynamics. The nights have blurred together between music, laughter, camaraderie, and yes, intimacy. With each of them. At different moments, under different circumstances, but with all five. Now, you feel a slight flutter in your stomach that goes beyond the usual nerves.

You decide it’s time. The song they've been working on ends with a resonant final chord. "Guys," you say, drawing all five pairs of eyes to you. Mick sets the microphone back on the stand, frowning slightly in curiosity. Keith stops strumming, his gaze turning inquisitive. Bill raises an eyebrow, waiting. Charlie just looks at you, patient. Brian seems to hold his breath.

"I'm pregnant," you announce, and the little universe they’ve built together seems to freeze for a moment.

Mick opens and closes his mouth, not making a sound. Keith's fingers tighten around the neck of his guitar. Bill’s impassiveness cracks slightly, his eyes widening just a bit. Charlie gently drops his drumsticks onto the drums, the sound echoing in the silence. Brian… his face is an indecipherable mask.

And then, the final bombshell. "And… any of you could be the father," Mick adds.

The silence that follows is even deeper, heavier than before. You can feel their eyes fixed on you, each one laden with surprise, confusion, and perhaps… fear? No one says a word. The echo of your words seems to bounce off the studio walls, amplifying the magnitude of your revelation. The expressions on their faces range from disbelief to a kind of paralyzing shock.

Mick blinks slowly, as if trying to process the information. Keith lets out a soft snort, a mix of incredulity and something else you can’t quite decipher. Bill leans back slightly, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on some indefinite point on the floor. Charlie remains stoic, but his eyes reveal genuine surprise. Brian just stares at you, his gaze now filled with a different intensity, a mix of surprise and a flicker of something that could be… concern?